[Juvenile]. Do you know what this ballin is, I'm talking bout marble floors. Tricks in private jets, hoes behind Rover doors. You talked about me bad but what you doin.
(lil' wayne). Top of the line nigga. Check. . Verse 1:. Excuse me, let me introduce me. La, la uptown top of the line hb. See I'm a million dollar nigga.
Top of the line nigga... Check it!. . [Verse 1]. Excuse me. Let me introduce me. Look, look, Uptown top of the line HB. See, I'm a million dollar nigga.
Top of the line nigga... Check it!. . [Verse 1]. Excuse me. Let me introduce me. Look, look, Uptown top of the line HB. See, I'm a million dollar nigga.
* send corrections to the typist. Shout out to my motherf**king self. Ya heardz?. I'm talking bout these bitches. These hoes. These play ass niggaz. ?.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. . This how we do it, where I'm from. I'm thuggin' in the club, until I see the sun. Shine, on my face, got the gun on my waist.
[Baby]. And these hoes still lickin niggas earrings and shit, diamonds and shit. Nigga break it up, rock it up, bake it up. That's what homeboys do when they tryin to see somethin.
I'm pot and I can't say shit about skillet. If you got a spot movin' sellin' bricks I can feel it. Done mapped it all out, done made some phone calls.
The winters breathe evenly.. Flickering moments engage our senses.. Slowly trembling advantage.. They won't take notice.. . Dragging feet. Will time notice me?.
In your city built with concrete and lies.. We have slaved away so lifeless.. With every breath a compromise.. So sickened by your process and our pain..
Whip that child, stretch that child.. Drag them through your dreams of lust.. Raise the skirt, stroke the thigh. Leech.. . Fucking whore, fucking whore of diguest..
You teach us what was.. You teach us what was out there.. You teach us what was.. You teach us what was out there.. Lift our limb to focus.. We soon drift through the night..
I see all. I hear all. Build it from nothing. Let fringed wings free. Come soar with me. . We build mountains to crush oceans. You're in danger from our creations.
Built to destroy. Born to compress. Every worry. Every idea. Push it deep down. The blood vessel cover. The skin suit of anxiety. Never speak a word. Just do as you're told and compete.
Sit down please Sir, what is your woe?. My thousand year old wisdom will help you grow.... The fantasy of the rewind.. I can dissect a man of your kind..
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In the darkest of consciousness rules the morality. Our nature lurks beyond, deceiving mortality. Teach through generations, buried by force of qualia.
We just can't go on. No not like this. The center will not hold. So many voices with so much to say. But frozen when it's time to lift a finger. And fix what has been broken for so long.
Alone in this dark chamber,. Watching the fire of the burning candles,. Everything always reminds me of you. . Underneath the gray skies,. In the cold winter breeze,.
...and did i mention that there are still those days. where i can hardly lift my head up from the pillow. or looking out the window of the plane. rooting for disaster.